His Dying Wife's Last Kidney

I had always lived in my sister's shadow.

She was beautiful and brilliant.

Parents, teachers, relatives—everyone's attention was fixed on her.

I was always the one overlooked.

Meeting Liam Anderson made me feel cherished for the first time.

I thought, at least my husband would love me wholeheartedly.

But on my birthday, he and my family abandoned me to take Sophia on a trip.

They got into a car accident.

Liam woke up first.

When he learned the hospital's blood bank was running low, he dragged me to the donation center by force.

My face was deathly pale.

The blood that saved him was mine. The blood that saved our parents was mine too.

One more donation would kill me.

......

Liam pinned me down as I struggled.

"Amelia, you won't even save your own sister?"

"It's just some blood—it won't kill you!"

Tears streamed down my face as I begged. "Liam, I can't. I'll die."

Weak from previous donations, I had no strength left to resist.

He hauled me into the donation chair.

"Can't donate, or won't?"

"How selfish can you be? Sophia is extraordinary—she has her whole future ahead of her. How can you let her die here?"

"A nobody like you should be honored to save her! She's your sister!"

Disgust dripped from his words.

To him, Sophia was radiant. My sacrifice for her was expected.

But I just wanted to live.

A nurse stepped in. "She can't donate anymore. She's already given blood multiple times today."

Liam scoffed. "Bribing nurses now? You'll stoop to anything to avoid this."

"Claiming you've donated before? After years of marriage, I've never seen you care about charity."

He shoved the nurse aside and forced me into the chair.